Mu Shini looked at the shoes, all displayed in glass cabinets, and they were all exquisitely perfect.
She was dazzled and just about to reach out and touch the glass, fantasizing about holding the shoes in her hands, "Wow, those shoes..."
"Hiss—"
The ponytailed sales assistant sprayed cleaning water on the glass, startling Mu Shini.
"Do you have a VIP card?" the sales assistant with manicured nails standing by asked.
"Didn't I say I don't have one?" Mu Shini felt frustrated by the two snobbish sales assistants and raised her voice in response.
The sales assistant with a bun hairstyle, while fiddling with her manicured nails, sneered and gave Mu Shini a mocking look after hearing her words.
The ponytailed sales assistant, who was wiping the glass, said, "If you can't afford it, don't touch it. Do you not realize how hard it is for others to clean?"
